590: Chapter 638 Ten Thousand Ones?!

Standing outside, they could only watch as if viewing a silent film.

They had no clear way of knowing what was happening inside.

Previously, they could watch the live broadcast through Kuku, the member of the Fungus Race, and understand things from a god's-eye view.

But after Kuku received the Enfeoffment and became human,

that special connection belonging to the Fungus Race vanished.

It wasn't that Kuku's abilities had disappeared.

Rather, it was due to the isolation of the world within the Civilization Game.

This caused the Kuku inside the game to become human, while the Kuku outside remained a member of the Fungus Race.

What was originally one individual had now become two.

At the time, An Ke was heartbroken when he learned this news.

Had he known, he wouldn't have used the Enfeoffment on Kuku.

To the side,

the crowd of S-Class Players and players of other ranks were stunned to see their colleagues in the painting suddenly erupt and surround the Metal Race to kill them.

The other players of the Metal Race watched in fury.

They questioned the other S-Class Civilization players, asking what this meant.

Just then, the Dream Species sent a message to all S-Class Civilization players except the Metal Race, telling them to kill the Metal Race.

The S-Class Civilization players heard that if they didn't kill the Metal Race players,

they would lose the chance to kill An Ke.

The crowd merely exchanged glances and then, without a word, attacked the Metal Race.

When it came to survival, why bother with anything else?

An S-Class battle broke out right then and there.

King Kong, Little Scar, Er Ha, and the others stared blankly at the sudden S-Class war.

At this time, Sister-in-law Crocodile, Leopard Mom, and Tiger Mom brought over watermelons.

"Quick, quick, quick! Let's eat some melon!"

"It just so happens we have nothing to do out here. Watching a fight is great!"

"By the way, should we wake up Hua Hua? Let her join us?"

"No, the Master said Hua Hua is the key."

"..."

Although the seven S-Class Civilization players surrounding one S-Class Civilization player meant a massive numerical advantage and a guaranteed victory,

the Metal Race was still S-Class, after all.

Even if they couldn't win against seven S-Class Civilizations, they could still manage to bite off a piece of their flesh before dying.

In the end, the seven S-Class Civilization players killed all the Metal Race players at the cost of two of their own.

Looking at the fallen Metal Race players, the crowd felt no joy in victory.

Only frustration.

They felt as if they were being played like puppets by An Ke.

Outside, in the Great Hall.

Watching the Metal Race players completely fall,

Fama sighed, "A pity that fellow Azure isn't here."

If the Azure Noble were here,

with the Metal Race civilization annihilated, He would have been left with the bet and could have obtained all of the Azure Noble's resources.

It was just a shame that bastard, in order to escape the power of the rules, actually barged into the Civilization Game.

Didn't he end up perishing anyway?

Serves him right!!

...

Inside the game, within the Dream Species' concept body (the World Within the Painting).

The remaining seven S-Class Civilization players returned to their seats.

Under the protection of the Dream Species' 'concept',

they had killed the Metal Race players without any of them getting injured.

But no one could feel happy.

The defeat of the Metal Race had left their morale low.

Who would go down to bet against An Ke next?

All the players looked at each other, somewhat hesitant.

After all, whoever went first would have to bear the risk.

And if one could win the match and cause An Ke's biological level in the World Within the Painting to drop to Level 1,

they wouldn't be able to enjoy the fruits of victory alone.

By then, the players who were originally cooperating would likely turn against each other to carve up An Ke.

They would bear the risk themselves, yet have to share the fruits of victory; it felt like too much of a loss.

However, what they didn't know was

that even if An Ke lost the match, he would not be affected by the 'concept rules'.

Reducing his biological level in the World Within the Painting to Level 1 was impossible.

One must realize that even the Civilization Game could not peer into or change An Ke.

Much less a 'concept'?

No matter how miraculous a concept body was, it was merely a thing that existed in the universe.

...

Seeing that everyone on the scene was still hesitating,

An Ke knew the opportunity had come.

An opportunity to end the third stage all at once.

"Since none of you are willing to be the first to come out,"

"then how about you all come at me together?"

An Ke raised his chin and said calmly,

"One round to decide it all!"

Opposite him, the Mother Brain player couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"An Ke, do you think we would possibly decide life and death with you in a single round?"

"Exactly! An Ke, stop dreaming, there's no way we're all going at once," said the representative of X Civilization.

There were seven of them left.

Going one by one meant having seven chances, which provided a much larger margin for error.

But if they all went together,

once they lost, it would be over.

So, it was impossible for everyone to go at once.

At this moment, An Ke spoke again:

"Only if you all come at once, I will stop looking at the dice cup. I'll call directly, and I can only start calling from five dice."

Across from him, the seven players looked at each other, their hearts shaking.

Only one thought was in their minds: How did An Ke dare?

...

In the Dragon Country conference room.

"How does that guy An Ke dare?"

The Noble Fama said in surprise.

"Not looking at the dice cup and starting the call from at least five—isn't this the same as putting himself on a bonfire?"

The Dragon Country High Command was equally confused.

If they weren't in the World Within the Painting, they wouldn't be worried.

After all, with An Ke's current strength, he could easily make the dice show whatever he wanted.

But right now, An Ke was in the World Within the Painting.

In a situation that wasn't his home field, his methods were restricted everywhere.

One small slip and he could very likely be discovered by the Dream Species.

If that happened, he would lose the match instantly.

The Noble Tik stroked His chin.

He also didn't quite understand.

Looking at An Ke's expression, he seemed extremely confident.

But He didn't know where An Ke's confidence came from.

Could it be that he had absolute certainty he could cheat without being caught by the Dream Species?

But his biological level wasn't above Level 80, so where did he get 100% certainty?

If the Dream Species and the others agreed,

they would surely be 200% alert and keep their eyes glued to An Ke.

Gaze after gaze was fixed on An Ke.

...

"I've given you such a huge handicap, and you still don't dare to all come at once?"

An Ke looked at the seven S-Class Players who hadn't made a sound.

"To be honest, if you don't even dare to accept this,

are you even worthy of the qualification to enter the Civilization Game?"

"..."

No matter how contemptuous An Ke's words were,

the seven S-Class Players before him remained silent.

After all, this was no child's play.

Just then, the voice of the Dream Species rang in everyone's hearts: "Accept it!"

"I will use my compressed power to keep a close eye on An Ke and ensure we win the match."

With things having reached this point, the players no longer hesitated and accepted the match.

An Ke had placed restrictions on himself; they couldn't let this chance go.

"Very good!"

Seeing this, An Ke laughed loudly.

"In that case, I'll call first!"

As he spoke, An Ke shook the dice cup again and then slammed it onto the table.

Without opening it, he announced loudly, "Ten thousand 1s!"

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